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Saturday, May 30, 2015

when i wrote a past blog post tittled "SIN In The City"... it was about the time "sex and the city" the series was playing a complete re-run on tv again... and that was what inspired me to write about :

a feeling...

an experience...

a memory...

i had with a man...

and ironically as the series finale came to a close ... moments of impaling resemblance... echoes the morale of the story of what sex and the city was all about...

Friday, May 1, 2015

and since it was gonna be a long 4 day labour day weekend
here... i just went ahead and replied :

“sure!”

i was feeling rather lonely anyways... and i just thought...
what’s the worst that could happen? it was only for drinks...

it has been quite some time since i met up with a total stranger from a
gay app... the first one of the year actually... we were supposed to meet at 8pm at the mall but he came fabulously late at 9.15pm (lucky for him , there was a crazy sale at my fav clothing store with 50% OFF EVERYTHING! .... hmm that kept me occupied while waiting...)

and here come the bullet points :-

·after a great first hello... and hand shake...
did some small talk and he suggested to go to a bar down town...

·i slightly freaked out inside because it has
been ages since i last step foot in a bar... and god knows i clearly wasn’t dressed
for the occasion...

·luckily i suggested a restaurant - slash - bar called
THE LIBRARY right across from the mall we were at and so we went...

·wasn’t too thrilled about the place because there
was a live band and this was so not the first date i had in mind ... i mean i
could barely talk to him over the loud music...

·i found
myself stealing talk time with him after every song interval for about 1 min or
so...there was minimal talking and just sitting down with loud music... yippie....

·it just so happened that his ex classmates were
there too and he kinda left me at the bar for a good 20 mins or so (and there
is nothing worse than getting left alone at a bar than getting left alone at a
STRAIGHT bar... (picture me beside an interracial straight couple sipping on
wine while i was sitting there with my crocs on and baggy weekend jeans slurping on apple mango juice with a twirly yellow bendy straw ...

·well.. he paid for the drinks... and that was
the only consolation i got really... because he was cute.. he was way shorter
than me... which i didn’t mind at all... because i was phisically attracted to him... but he was “bi”... and his past 5
relationships were with girls... and you know i damm well won't ever compete with pussy...

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